I don’t like Mondays
I’m eating my head
A ***** fell out
And it was you
But what we have in common-
Distrust of authority
You raised your fist in triumph
And the criminal became celebrity
There’s mutual respect here
I’m invisible but you saw me
You went about protecting me
Threw me a soda
Calling out the hypocrites
In all their fancy drab
We don’t speak their language
They’re locked in a vacancy
Broken home kids need to
Look out for each other
I point my finger gun at him
He’s just been shot by cupid
There’s more than meets the eye
In this subtle rebellion
He slammed his knife down
Like an old revolutionary
Wearing colors of red
To appease my black
Nine achieves influence
In my floppy shoes
He took her diamond earring
I took his patch
For one day this basket case
Became a princess